Despite feeling very dissatisfied inside, there was not the slightest capital to contend with this man.
This powerful aura of suppression made one both angry, yet... had to be feared!
"Cough..." At this moment, Su Xingyue suddenly coughed, interrupting the somewhat tense atmosphere.
Hearing her cough, Nan Yuling's eyes changed, and he abruptly turned his head to look at her.
"Not feeling well?" He frowned and asked her nervously.
Su Xingyue shook her head and then smiled at him, "It's nothing, just a bit of a dry throat."
Saying this, she picked up the water cup beside her, took a sip, then glanced at the time, and looked at Nan Yuling, reminding him.
"It's about time; we should go pick up our son from kindergarten."
Tomorrow is the weekend, and she promised Ali that she would pick him up from kindergarten today and go home with his brother.
"Pick up our son?" Hearing her words, Nan Yuling frowned and asked concernedly.
